mister sparkles must die.

ok. there's this guy who lurks about my block, i call him mister sparkles due to his rather impressive fronts that would make flavor flav green with envy. well after the last couple of month of having to deal with his shit, i have decided... mister sparkles must die a slow, painful agonizing death. preferably at the hands of someone who is not me, cuz god knows i'm not going to prison for his annoying ass. why must mister sparkels die? he is the sole and driving reason behind the deterioration of the once lovely quality of life on my block. he struts around like one of those grumpy commentators on the muppets, giving shit to anyone and everyone who happens to pass by, and in a way that could get one killed: he accused my boyfriend and i of being undercover cops. yeah, like a pair of undercover cops would fucking live in the area they patrol. IIIDIOT! the fucker will rue the day. and now he's got a fucking cheering section of fourteen year old boys, the bastard. there's nothing worse than fourteen year old boys. he and his youth crew are outside my bedroom window nearly everynight, including right now, serenading me with gunshots, random imitations of dogs barking, absurd proclamations about god.knows.what. he starts incredibly loud fights with random people who happen to be passing by, at 4 am, and then follows them down the block creating a climate of fear and intimidation when once there was none. my block used to be so live and let live! what happened? mister fucking sparkles probably just got out of a prison stint, and was shipped back to his old neighborhood...thinking we were all just awaiting his input, with breathless anticipation.

its obvious, mister sparkles must die. but is he really worth going to prison for? sadly no. so therefore i suffer.


ennui!

Subject: Re: mister sparkles must die.

t-fal wrote: ok. there's this guy who lurks about my block, i call him mister sparkles due to his rather impressive fronts that would make flavor flav green with envy. well after the last couple of month of having to deal with his shit, i have decided... mister sparkles must die a slow, painful agonizing death. preferably at the hands of someone who is not me, cuz god knows i'm not going to prison for his annoying ass. why must mister sparkels die? he is the sole and driving reason behind the deterioration of the once lovely quality of life on my block. he struts around like one of those grumpy commentators on the muppets, giving shit to anyone and everyone who happens to pass by, and in a way that could get one killed: he accused my boyfriend and i of being undercover cops. yeah, like a pair of undercover cops would fucking live in the area they patrol. IIIDIOT! the fucker will rue the day. and now he's got a fucking cheering section of fourteen year old boys, the bastard. there's nothing worse than fourteen year old boys. he and his youth crew are outside my bedroom window nearly everynight, including right now, serenading me with gunshots, random imitations of dogs barking, absurd proclamations about god.knows.what. he starts incredibly loud fights with random people who happen to be passing by, at 4 am, and then follows them down the block creating a climate of fear and intimidation when once there was none. my block used to be so live and let live! what happened? mister fucking sparkles probably just got out of a prison stint, and was shipped back to his old neighborhood...thinking we were all just awaiting his input, with breathless anticipation.

its obvious, mister sparkles must die. but is he really worth going to prison for? sadly no. so therefore i suffer.


ennui!

Hey, I live across from Ripple. I got a bunch of those guys.

call 911 anonymously on the sparkly douche bag

Are you referring to the group of people that I've seen hanging out in front of the apt's across the stree from the playground?

Every single time I've walked by there, there's a large group of guys hanging out there, yelling at each other and smoking and such.

I never really paid them much mind until one of them (not sure who, must've been like 20 people) yelled something random at me across the street.

With a little luck, his P.O. will eventually violate him and he'll be off your block as quickly as he appeared. I agree that calling the police might help. When my wife and I lived in Ft. Greene we had a similar character who hung out in front of our building. Eventually, he alienated everyone, and people started calling the cops on him. He was arrested several times, and one day he just disappeared. Gentrification also helped - the corner deli where he bought his beer and the shuttered store whose awning provided him with shade were both purchased and renovated. As cold as this sounds, the displacement of SOME poor people can be a good thing. It certainly was in this case.

Jack Krohn wrote: As cold as this sounds, the displacement of SOME poor people can be a good thing. It certainly was in this case.

:shock:

If by "poor" you mean "crazy and a disturbance to and drain on the neighborhood"

"There's nothing worse than fourteen year old boys."

Amen to that. I've found that every nasty little hothead cursing hateful punk who pipes up in online games always is either 14 or 15.

Subject: Re: mister sparkles must die.

t-fal wrote: ok. there's this guy who lurks about my block, i call him mister sparkles due to his rather impressive fronts that would make flavor flav green with envy. well after the last couple of month of having to deal with his shit, i have decided... mister sparkles must die a slow, painful agonizing death. preferably at the hands of someone who is not me, cuz god knows i'm not going to prison for his annoying ass. why must mister sparkels die? he is the sole and driving reason behind the deterioration of the once lovely quality of life on my block. he struts around like one of those grumpy commentators on the muppets, giving shit to anyone and everyone who happens to pass by, and in a way that could get one killed: he accused my boyfriend and i of being undercover cops. yeah, like a pair of undercover cops would fucking live in the area they patrol. IIIDIOT! the fucker will rue the day. and now he's got a fucking cheering section of fourteen year old boys, the bastard. there's nothing worse than fourteen year old boys. he and his youth crew are outside my bedroom window nearly everynight, including right now, serenading me with gunshots, random imitations of dogs barking, absurd proclamations about god.knows.what. he starts incredibly loud fights with random people who happen to be passing by, at 4 am, and then follows them down the block creating a climate of fear and intimidation when once there was none. my block used to be so live and let live! what happened? mister fucking sparkles probably just got out of a prison stint, and was shipped back to his old neighborhood...thinking we were all just awaiting his input, with breathless anticipation.

its obvious, mister sparkles must die. but is he really worth going to prison for? sadly no. so therefore i suffer.


ennui!

What block is this? Do you have block association meeting? If so when and where? I am in law enforcement and will try to help you with this problem.

Subject: good luck

good luck

Maybe you should purchase this:

http://www.nytimes.com/2005/11/29/international/europe/29repellent.html

johnbarleycorn wrote: Maybe you should purchase this:

http://www.nytimes.com/2005/11/29/international/europe/29repellent.html

Hilarious!!

The part where they talk about blasting classical music reminds me of how I used to blast Leonard Cohen out my window in Inwood to get the people in the basement apartment to turn off whatever crap they were playing. Leonard Cohen is an acquired taste not acquired by too many people.

JamesOnDean wrote: "There's nothing worse than fourteen year old boys."

Amen to that. I've found that every nasty little hothead cursing hateful punk who pipes up in online games always is either 14 or 15.

I should know!! I raised one.

He is a civilized gentleman of 27 now but it was touch and go for a while during the terrible teens.

He likes to play halo 2 online and now the hateful 14 year old punks are bothering him!

caaahyoko wrote: [quote=johnbarleycorn]Maybe you should purchase this:

http://www.nytimes.com/2005/11/29/international/europe/29repellent.html

Hilarious!!

The part where they talk about blasting classical music reminds me of how I used to blast Leonard Cohen out my window in Inwood to get the people in the basement apartment to turn off whatever crap they were playing. Leonard Cohen is an acquired taste not acquired by too many people.

:shock: LOL LOL I acquired my taste for Leonard Cohen in 1967..as a freaky deaky teeny bopper in Cobble Hill. Excellent antidote to slap happy hippie sillyness.

So where is Mister Sparkles now?